Searching Spirit Realms

The procession lined the pathway through to the cosmic dance - the spirit folk in their spirit clothes, travelled their incline with divine formation - onto the starry path, through to Heaven’s pearl encrusted gates.

The tides of the lunar force had swept over these pearls, as they formed in the oceans of Earth, and same substance now shone with their iridescent rainbows, at this portal of the Moon, that the souls would travel through.

Puck was frantic as he had ventured its length leading up to the entrance - looking to see if his daughter was queued, waiting to go yet further into the spirit realms beyond.

Was she amongst these pilgrims of the sky?

Suddenly Goober (Dr Fabaceae) appeared by his side. They were back at the flat - Goober had an apartment on the banks of the boggy marsh beside Lake Windermere. He sat back poised on his feather filled couch and handsomeness flashed momentarily across his long thin face. Puck noted this change distinct from his own sadness and confusion.

- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances